Let’s face the truth. Only when you’re gone will you ever be appreciated. As of right now, you’re like the rest of us. But at least you’re not alone. There are billions of creators like you waiting to get that chance to climb out of the barrel. Rest assure, you’re not alone walking this long sweltering pathway. When will you be able to get out? To finally see the light? You have to shout the loudest while grabbing at the ankles of anyone clawing their away above you. Unfortunately, the screams echoing throughout the cylinder space makes yours so insignificant and more people are climbing.
You scroll past your friends request to listen to their stories hidden behind an enticing beat. You scoff at the very sight of your associate’s photos, of their handmade attire. Your ex-girlfriend’s attempts to re-create landmarks with the careful strokes of a brush makes you roll your eyes. Nothing beats your brilliance. Sadly, no one will ever know if it. Not of this time when the world is at it’s loudest. You’ll be heard when you can no longer shout. Then the living will take an account of all that you’ve done in remembrance of your existence.
If only you had a louder voice. In due time it will be. Sadly, only when you’re gone. Six feet under where no one will ever hear from you again.
